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Your Residential Final Fantasy Fag~

SCHOOl. I SEE WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO ME. 12 MORE DAYS AND YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME , I SEE HOW IT IS.

i'm painting a door at school and, ok, it's harder than it sounds, don't even lmfao. i've spent three weeks on like. a third of this door and it's not even done, what i'm working on was due date was last friday. LMFA GOD I STILL HAVE 2/3 LEFT i'm going to go insane.

... SHORT JOURNAL IS TO LET YOU KNOW IF I JUST DROP OFF THE FACE OF THE VIRTUAL EARTH? i'm exhausted and its cuz of that damn door.

So. LMFAO I'm starting to hate conventions because all the "OMG I'M GOING TO MY FIRST CONVENTION THIS IS GOING TO BE SO COOL " is overrr and well. I don't like the bat-shit-crazy otakus. They make me want to kill babies. LIKE. jkjk. idek. But this one was free AND I'M GLAD I WENT CUZ I GOT SOME SHIT THAT I'M JUST LOVING. *makes room in room for new shit LMFAO* … *googles more shit I want LMFA---*

BUT YEAH. ROTC PASS AND REVIEW ON MONDAY. [tomorrow/today/yesterday; whenever you read this :I] *worriedashellll* There's a chance, apparently, of me getting a job for my senior year. Word is it's one of the top three, which is either CO [Commanding Officer], XO [Executive Officer], or OPS [Operations Officer]. And it’s not the job that worries me it’s what I do if I get a job. They never went over that shit on how to accept anything.

So I can just f’k up the entire show IN FRONT OF FOX 2 NEWS [since you know, I’ve already f’ked up in front of god all I’ve got left is my dignity *shrugs*]. WHAT THE HELL GUYS WHAT. THE. HELL. Ffff I have an art trip that day but I lost the permission ship :I fuckckckckck. *shimmies out of that nonsense somehow*

-- I know no one knows anything about this but *just vents*I don’t expect anyone to reply lamfsdsd;;;s’cool I understand

This wasn’t another training session because the coldness of the wind and the dampness of the evening air were real, and this wasn’t a ‘fake’ mission where the three were sent out to tag undercover 2nd and 3rd classes. This wasn’t their first official mission. But it wasn’t any less of an adrenaline rush or nerve wrecking, nor in the end would it be any more of a way to fill the empty void that was getting bigger by the missions. ( These people were going to just be more numbers for others to count as badges of honor, being elites.Collapse )

I HAVEN'T RIDDEN MY MOTORCYCLE IN FOREVER IT SEEMS I'M SO PSYCHED AND HYPER I JUST *BOUNCES*AND I NEED A NEW ONE NEXT YEAR, THIS ONE LOOKS FUN.

OH. SO THIS IS AN UPDATE ON THAT DRESS I ORDERED FOR NAVY BALL. YEAH, REMEMBER IT? I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET IT TODAY. AND GUESS WHAT. "There was a stock miscalculation". There is no dress :| IN FACT, there never WAS a dress. So now I'm stuck, with the dress from the past two years. That doesn't fix me right. MMMMMMmm. *angst* And NB is saturday. :/ *angstangstangst*

.... I was going to write about something else.... ...OH. RIGHT ROTC BULL. SOME LITTLE PUNK-ASS THINKS I'M GAY. BECAUSE ALL I'VE TAKEN TO NAVY BALL ARE MY FRIENDS. *my girl friendsHAHApunsright* :| Eryn said "that's when you take a guy, shove him up against a wall, GRAB. Him. And plant one on him." AND YOU KNOW WHAT? That's erotic LMFAO. *goes to Ireland where there is no reputation on me and where the men are hot and fighting*

SO WHAt. ERYN. THAT'S. LIKE.... 6 ART PIECES ON TOP OF THE THREE YOU REQUESTED? *IRLfriendsSHOOTSSELF*